Branches

In the beginning, there was Nothing. Not the emptiness of silence, but a force without concept—a void that devours even thought, memory, and time. From that Nothing, a lone will remained—a survivor from a past that the current cosmos cannot comprehend. His name: Asteru. Neither god nor devil. Not born of the world, but from beyond it. When all else was erased, Asteru stood still… From his own broken soul, he forged a new reality. A single spark ignited the World Tree, the anchor of life. From its branches came Aetheria, the first Arbitrator— And then came Time, Space, Life, Law, Death, and the Gate. Seven great beings. The Arbitrators. Not gods. Not mortals. Astral Beings, who would watch over the worlds. This is not a tale of gods. This is the will of the one above them. This is the story of Asteru— The being of Nothingness, and the true ruler of creation who once was a part of the very creation itself.

The Junior Heavenly Demon, Yeon Woon-hwi, was born without a dantian. However, through dark arts and his shitty personality— er, preternatural ability, he became the junior lord of the Heavenly Demon Cult. He was a man of many epithets: ‘Great Sorcerer of the Dark Arts’ ‘King of the Wandering Lost Souls’ But the people’s assessment of him was simple: “If he smiles, run as fast as you can. His smile is a death sentence.” “Catch his eye, for he shall provide you with lifelong protection. That is, if you can.” He was living the good life, when suddenly, he was betrayed in a coup led by the vice-lord and elders of his cult. “You seem to have forgotten what kind of person I am, Uncle. So die. All of you.” Using the holy relic of the first Heavenly Demon, he self-destructed, taking the traitors with him. And then, he opened his eyes to the most unexpected of places… “I’m in the Tang Clan? And a branch family at that?” He awoke as Tang Woon-hwi, an illegitimate son of the Nine Dragon Branch Family, a subset of the Sichuan Tang Clan. Will Woon-hwi be able to find his master, bring together his scattered followers, and rebuild the Heavenly Demon Cult?

What if the stars were your only way out? Born on a drifting military ship and forbidden to ever touch land, Atlas has spent his life under watchful eyes, haunted dreams, and unspoken truths. The world believes him to be a nobody yet beneath his quiet gaze lies a mystery so vast, it terrifies gods. In a world fractured into realms; each ruled by branches that shape reality, Atlas is an anomaly. He’s not supposed to exist. But he does. And he’s not the only one watching the stars.

Follow the story of Tianlian Liu Shu, a tree who didn't know anything at first and struggles to survive and extend her roots through the cosmos. The World she lives in is filled with fantastic sights and strange new cultures, and there is something everybody in this World has: A system. Moreover, even while she is a tree, she has people who will fawn over her...? "Tiantian, does the Sun feel good on your leaves today?" "Liu Liu, I've found this delicious compost made of natural extract~." "Tian'er, does the wind feel good on your branches?" Tianlian Liu Shu, a female tree, didn't really know what to do with these fawning women. patreon.com/Mortrexo Uploading also on Scribblehub. Uploading also on Wattpad. Uploading also on Archive Of Our Own. Uploading also on Royal Road. Discord: discord.gg/RsEAYd6Xak Novel Cover: patreon.com/posts/ascension-of-97475506

"Just how much things can go wrong in a single night?" "Everything." Ethan didn't want much in life; a clean, happy home, a good family…and maybe a wife when he came of age. Born in the branch family of the Ashborn family, he lived a fairly comfortable life; one that also entailed sneaking out at night to visit brothels. All was well. Till it happened. Then, everything changed. Including him. From the day he woke up bathed in blood and debris, in some dark shadowy incinerator, he knew what to do. A simple Path. To hunt down those who had exterminated his clan. The House of the Ashborn. But like all things bound by Fate, it didn't go as planned. The Dragon within awoke, surprised to be alive as well, inside a broken kid host. And it seemed ready to play along. Unfortunately, that changed everything. That power will always continue to draw attention, because behind the shadows of that power, lies a legacy too dark to ignore. Dark enough to consume him. Will Ethan's hate transform him into an Embodiment that will spell doom for both Divinities and Mortals? Or would he choose to stay human and forge a path before everything is lost? And even if he does go on with his plan, after revenge…what next? His story is not that of a villain, neither is it that of a hero. It's just a tale of a kid bearing a crushing burden than he should.

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor. "System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!" Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt? "A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!" And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation. "You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!" Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters. "Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem." "You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it." "A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it." And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she huffed, crossing her arms. The panther grinned, his tail flicking. "Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed." No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense. "If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize." She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude. "If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war." "If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats." "You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield." Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way? "What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!" But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations. Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, "You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?" Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, "You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that." Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused, "You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind." Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress. "If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade." "I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch." And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her. "A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now." Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.

"I am humanity's last hope, torn by demons. The burden rests on me alone." The sky drop in 2030. Black and white meteorites landed on Earth and set off forces not ready for human experience. The black stones brought corrupt practices and horrible mutations. Though at what expense the white stones provided gifts and comfort? The earth sank. Older borders disappeared. Once considered legends, creatures reappeared, and the first portals to hell opened in metropolitan areas. Among this anarchy, one power emerged singularly : The World Government. Though behind its words was total control, it promised peace and rebuilding. Born in this new order as a holy branch of the government under the charismatic man Klein Illias Seraphiel, the New Church emerged. Alleged Pope, praised as a prophet, but secretly known as a demon. Only one man stood against this new order : Kang Soo Jin. A rebel, falsely accused of many crimes he never committed. Captured, tortured, and executed. But before dying, he swore to return. Since then, rumors have spread. Kang Soo Jin will return, and it will not be for forgiveness. __________________________________________ A/N: Please give your reviews and participation so I know I have real readers ! This is my first book so I'd like to be good at it for the next ones. __________________________________________ → Tags : #Transmigration #R18 [ Violence – Gore – Dark Fantasy – Explicit...] #Overpowered #Tragedy #Post-Apocalyptic #Thriller #Mysterie #Worldbuilding → Chapter Lenghts : 1.000 – 2.000 Words.

He wasn’t some chosen hero. Not the golden boy in prophecy. He was just Kieran Marcoth—a boy born on the wrong side of fate, A mistake, a misfit. Not blessed by heaven. Too stubborn for hell. And now… Thrown onto a battlefield meant for gods. The world had already been broken long before he came into it. People sinned, as they always do— And one day, the sky finally answered. The day God turned away, Everything fell. Cities burned. Families vanished. The silence afterward was louder than any explosion. But even in wrath, the Divine left something behind. A final olive branch—if you could call it that. A way to survive what came crawling out of the darkness. Talents. Powers. Strange, unique abilities passed down like gifts from a god who no longer cared. And on the day Kieran stood in line—quiet, hopeful, a little scared— Waiting to receive his talent, He dared to believe his life might finally start to make sense. Instead… He awakened something different. A hidden SSS-ranked talent. The kind with a condition attached. A catch. And just like that, everything went wrong. Laughter. Whispers. Stares like knives. He became a joke. A disappointment. Even the instructors didn’t bother to hide their sneers. Then the bullying started. The beating. The betrayal. And one day, it nearly killed him. He lay there, bleeding. Angry. Humiliated. A part of him still hoping this was some twisted mistake. But it wasn’t. And then— A sound. > [Ding! Conditions have been met] [Host has been successfully selected as a God Candidate] [Defeat the other candidates! Become the next God of this ruined world] Kieran stared at the message blinking in front of him. He didn’t smile. Didn’t cry. Didn’t feel triumphant. He just felt tired. And then, something in him shifted. One thought, sharp and cold, rose to the surface: “I’m going to fucking kill those bastards.” Not for power. Not for glory. But because he was done being the punchline. That’s how his journey began. Not as a hero. Not yet a monster. Just a boy who had lost too much— And found something worth fighting for in the wreckage. The question now is: Will the world break him again? Or will he become the god who remakes it?

Toaru Majutsu no Index is set in Academy City; a technologically advanced academic city located in western Tokyo which studies scientifically enhanced superhuman students known as espers who develop powers. However, within this world of scientifically developed superpowers exists an underground world of magic and occult connected to the religious institutions of the world. Kamijou Touma, an unlucky boy who happens to be one of the many students within Academy City, possesses a mysterious power in his right hand known as the 'Imagine Breaker'; an ability which allows him to negate all forms of supernatural powers, whether they are magical or psychic. One day, he finds a young girl hanging on his balcony railing named Index. She is a nun from Necessarius, a secret magic branch of the Anglican Church, and her mind has been implanted with the Index Librorum Prohibitorum: 103,000 original grimoires that the Church has removed from circulation. Their encounter leads him to meet others from the secretive worlds of science and magic. Kamijou Touma's unusual power places him at the center of conflicts related to both science-based espers in Academy City and magicians. As Kamijou Touma tries to help and protect his friends, he learns that the people he knows are not as they appear and begins to attract the attention of magicians and espers alike as they try to unravel the secrets of Academy City and Index.

The new novel "Rebirth Space: Charm of the '80s" has been released~ As the eldest daughter of the Yang Family's main branch, Yang Ruxin's pleasure was building the family fortune and supporting her younger siblings. But why was that blind and lame guy such a Relentless Spirit? When she cooked, he would come to light the fire; When she set up her stall, he would follow to hawk her goods... "I say, Mr. Gu, do you have to help with everything I do?" Yang Ruxin asked with a hint of annoyance. "Yes," Mr. Gu nodded earnestly. "Then right now I want to..." "Wife." Mr. Gu hurriedly stood up from his wheelchair, "as long as we don't part, I'll give you anything you want."

The latest offering from the pen of the creator of "My Military Branches Can Evolve Infinitely", Bimo Zhijian. --------------------------------------------- The world has experienced a radical transformation. Source Qi has awakened and the apocalypse has descended. This is a catastrophe and also the beginning of a new epoch. Tang Yu somehow obtained a domain system, and while summoning warriors, producing equipment, developing his domain, drafting rules...as he looked back, he discovered that he was already standing at the apex of the era.

Les dragons et leur progéniture règnent sur le ciel, la terre et les mers... l'humanité survit dans les failles, rêvant d'une revanche. _____ La puissance vient de la bête que vous domptez. Loups, faucons, serpents, araignées, chimères, plus votre invocation est forte, plus votre avenir est radieux. Tant pis pour notre protagoniste. Quand tout le monde invoquait des salamandres, des aigles, des chiens troll (pas de doge) ou des tigres, il a eu... Eh bien, disons que la seule chose plus basse dans la chaîne alimentaire, c'est la terre. Raillé, harcelé, et vivant comme le bouc émissaire de chaque blague, il ne gagne pas vraiment. Mais abandonner n'est pas une option... Ses parents vieillissants ont tout vendu pour son « échec » de chance, et il ne laissera pas cela être inutile. Mais bon, c'est son histoire. Le dompteur de la plus faible des bêtes ? Voici la chose quand on est en bas : cela vous apprend à grimper. Et les dragons ? Il s'avère qu'ils commencent petits aussi. Alors que les royaumes s'effondrent sous la cupidité et les menaces extérieures, le plus faible des dompteurs commence son ascension. Suivez son parcours alors qu'il débloque un potentiel si rare, si terrifiant, qu'il mène aux dragons… Chaque branche évolutive mène aux plus forts 'SSS Dragons'. _______ Avertissement : Contient des dragons capables de détruire le monde, une revanche de l'outsider motivée par le ridicule, un protagoniste aux écailles de dragon, des nobles moralement discutables, des évolutions de créatures folles et assez de rebondissements pour vous faire vous demander si le plus faible est vraiment le plus chanceux. Un MC qui est prêt à prouver à tout le monde qu'il a tort… même si cela doit le tuer. Alerte spoiler : Ça ne le fera pas. Pour ceux qui aiment beaucoup s'amuser, celui-ci est pour vous. Si vous cherchez une histoire plus sombre, cherchez ailleurs (peut-être Utopian System (;) Celle-ci parle de s'amuser et de dompter les attentes. _______ Si vous voulez en savoir plus sur la couverture : Oui, c'est Luna, la FL... Sa peau et ses vêtements se transforment en écailles brillantes grâce à son pouvoir de dragon. Vous vous souvenez de Sailor Moon ? Les filles magiques ? Maintenant, imaginez si la tenue magique n'était pas une jolie robe, mais un véritable dragon ! Le dragon est la robe... Ce n'est pas juste de la mode ; c'est de la fusion. Les bêtes de haut niveau ont tendance à laisser leur marque, et Luna la porte comme une patronne, réalisant le coup de maître ultime. _______ Nous utiliserons le même Discord de mon premier livre, venez nous rejoindre ! https://discord.gg/W3CjfC2cw4 _______ Tags frivoles qui semblent beaucoup importer à certains lecteurs : Pas de Yaoi, pas de Yuri, Possiblement Harem (Votez ! Je peux écrire l'un ou l'autre, et dans tous les cas, il y aura plusieurs filles. La seule différence est s'il en choisit une à la fin ou s'il prend la route "libérale".... la démocratie est vôtre !), Pas de NTR.

In a dystopian future where humans are bred and raised as livestock for the extraction of magical energy (“mana”), the story unfolds at Human Ranch Branch 131—a facility run by a small staff but hiding a much darker reality within its walls. The protagonist, Suheon, is both caretaker and master, overseeing the “training” and “taming” of female livestock to maximize their obedience and pleasure-based mana yield. The story culminates in the complete submission of Seohee, marking the final step in her transformation from a proud human to a willing and eager pet. The three women, now fully tamed, find a strange sense of belonging and even joy in their shared fate, their lives revolving around the routines of the ranch and the whims of their master. Fantasy | Harem | SMUT | R18 | Romance | Slaves |

The sky shimmered with twin suns, casting warm hues over rolling hills and ancient forests. The air itself buzzed with an unseen energy, and the very ground beneath his feet hummed faintly, as if alive with secrets waiting to be unraveled. He blinked against the unfamiliar light, confusion etched across his face. But confusion quickly gave way to awe. A bird soared overhead, trailing glimmers of blue light in its wake. Nearby, a child pointed a finger at a fallen branch, whispering a single word—and the wood floated into the air, spinning gently before settling neatly into a bundle. Magic. It was real. Tangible. Everywhere. In that moment, a hunger was born in him. Not a hunger for food, nor for wealth or fame, but something far deeper—a yearning. A need. An obsession. The magic of this world, this radiant, endless force that danced in the air and bled through every leaf and stone, had sparked something inside him. And each passing day only fanned that flame higher. His only goal became understanding Magic and growing in Magic. It consumed his thoughts. He chased rumors of ancient scrolls, watched from shadows as mages cast their spells, and spent sleepless nights sketching symbols he didn’t yet understand. He would kneel before old statues and listen to forgotten songs, desperate to catch even a whisper of arcane truth. Because he knew—knowledge was the key. The key to understanding this world. The key to understanding Magic. And knowledge… was the key to understanding the Universe.

In a world where supernatural ability called power stem from the deepest corners of the human soul, four rare branches define the fate of warriors - Titanus, the giants born of despair and raw strength; Seer, the mystics who glimpse the threads of time and truth; Causare, masters who bend cause and effect itself; and Spectare, illusionists who twist reality through perception and belief. Cid, a young warrior witnesses the brutal death of his father and the cruel betrayal that follows. Stripped of honor, friends, and home, he collapses into despair - but in that darkness, he unlocks the terrifying Power of Titanus. His transformation shatters the stage where the king once mocked his bloodline, signaling the rise of a power unlike any before. Bound by his first imagined ability and fueled by a storm of emotions, Cid must navigate a war-torn land where strength alone won't guarantee survival. Each supernatural branch shapes the world - and the choices born from trauma, hope, and imagination will decide who becomes a hero, who becomes a monster, and who controls the fragile balance of reality itself.

In a universe similar to hers, a girl named Lyra Blackwood stood in a snowy clearing, watching a falling star. She didn’t know yet what the Rift was, or who the Valkyrie and UGC were. She had no idea about the vast number of timelines. But just for a moment, she felt something. She felt a heartbeat in her chest, a breath in the sky, and a voice in her mind that said: “You are not alone.” The star shot across the sky, splitting into two trails, then three, and more—branching like the veins of a leaf in the cosmos.

In a world of advanced technology and shadowy organizations, Kasper de la Fuente seems like just another talented student at the elite Bounty Hunter Association Academy. Enhanced by cutting-edge nanobots, Kasper and his tight-knit group of friends tackle everything the Academy throws at them - from brutal combat simulations to mysterious incidents that push their abilities to the limit. But beneath the surface of intense training and wild parties, dark forces are stirring. When a classified training simulation goes catastrophically wrong, Kasper discovers his enhancements might be more than just standard tech. As he digs deeper, he uncovers connections to the infamous Project Lazarus and the deadly Valparaíso Incident. A chain of tragic events forces Kasper to leave the Academy behind for the neon-drenched streets of Costa del Sol. There, he emerges as something new: The Void Killer, a hunter whose name sends shivers through the criminal underworld. Now, years later, the mysterious Cyber Lich threatens to destroy everything Kasper has built. Working with the enigmatic Douglas Berston and the secretive Paranormal Activity Branch, he must confront an enemy that seems to know his every move. But in a world where technology and darkness intertwine, nothing is as it seems. Old friends become enemies, ancient conspiracies resurface, and the line between justice and vengeance grows ever thinner. The Void Killer Saga - where every shadow hides a secret, and the truth comes at a deadly price.

In the heart of a war-torn Middle East, Kaelen is an enigma. At just four years old, his child's body hides the mind and soul of Alistair Thorne, a legendary and ruthless 19th-century elite supersoldier, reborn after a fatal mission. Waking in a modern world not his own, Kaelen finds himself in an impoverished village where survival is the only law. Far from being a helpless child, Kaelen possesses an innate ability for violence and tactical dominance. His rebirth activates the "God-Level Mercenary System," an advanced interface that not only grants him experience and lethal rewards for each eliminated enemy (from ammunition to medicine and combat analysis) but also unlocks knowledge branches like Military Engineering and Combat Medicine. This system allows him to not just recall and perfect his past skills but also pushes him to surpass his previous limits, learning new mechanics to analyze weapons, hone his physique, and master the art of modern warfare. When a band of marauders attacks his humble village, Kaelen's brutal efficiency is unleashed. Despite the limitations of his small body and the exhausting fight, he uses the terrain, rudimentary weapons, and his lethal special forces martial arts to decimate the bandits, proving that a child can be the nightmare of any hostile force. His act of protection earns him the respect and fear of the villagers. However, Kaelen is no conventional savior. As a relentless leader with a clear objective, he warns them that his stay is temporary. With the cold authority of a commander, he forces both children and adults to undergo brutal training, forging them into a legion of survivors. His goal is clear: to transcend his past, dominate the underworld of shadows and arms trafficking, and become the ultimate Mercenary God, capable of raising villages, commanding armies, and overthrowing governments, all while searching for the proper place for his growing power.

Nature twisted it's branches of reality and history, leading to demise of a nobody, throwing him in a body of a character of great significance.... Reincarnated as Karna in Ithihasas of Mahabharata. ---------------------------------------- note the three bad news.1) English isn't my first, second or even third language. 2) This project may go haitus or even get drop any time, no guarantes. 3) My work life and home life leave's me with no time. thus I can never dare to guarantee any fixed publishing sedual, I shall publish whenever I like or can. months may go by without any update, so be warned. 4) below I shall show the status of these fiction ( like active, haitus or dead.). you know what this three mean. ......____STATUS: Active_____......

The main character grapples with the profound question of what life truly means, delving into its deeper roots and the intricate branches that influence our existence.

Yu Yu, after dealing with the branch of contract she is now penniless. Move to another town, and get a new job, she stumbled into a new game "Eternal Darkness". With how weird and dangerous the Earth become, and how she was able to use the spell on real world, is there any connection between them? Is this really an ordinary game? Why does "anomaly" in the Earth same as with anomaly on "Alen Peninsula"? what decision was finally taken by Yu? In which side she finally in???

In a fractured universe ruled by ancient systems and silent wars, **Alex** is just another survivor—until he awakens the **CHAOS Core**, a living algorithm buried in the ruins of a forbidden Archive. Marked by a glyph no system recognizes, Alex becomes the first anomaly in a reality built to erase deviation. But the moment he touches the Vault, everything changes. Flung through realms where memory is currency and time loops like broken code, Alex finds himself hunted by the **Black Sigil Brotherhood**, a cult of system-purists determined to erase his existence. Beside him stand a rebel war-priestess, **Lux**, and a war-scarred tactician, **Kael**, both haunted by secrets and fractured allegiances. And in the shadows, the ruthless Nyra—wielder of the Garden Fragments—seeks to rewrite the system in her own image… even if it means sacrificing the last of her humanity. As Alex descends deeper into the heart of forgotten Architect tech, he discovers a horrifying truth: he is not a chosen one, but a **Split**, a self-branching paradox that threatens the very law of structured reality. With every choice, he risks becoming the very godlike system he fights against. Now, with the Brotherhood unleashing their final protocol and timelines unraveling, Alex must decide: Will he merge with the Core and lose himself forever? Or fracture reality even further to give it a future? --- **A high-stakes fusion of cyberpunk, cosmic myth, and post-human evolution, *My Deal with Death* explores identity, memory, and the price of rewriting fate.** When the systems collapse, the only thing left to fight for… is what you choose to become.

The world is a cruel and corrupt place full of envy, greed, jealousy, hatred, suffering around nearly every corner, sadness and death. Meanwhile those with a silver or golden spoon in their mouth since birth live amongst riches and luxury, all with the snap of their fingers. Most nobles had absolutely no clue as to the hardships of those of poorer family backgrounds or social standing. Magic was also heavily governed by nobility as they didn't want to lose control over those who are of lesser status. Trouble was definitely brewing in more ways than one as a particular caged animal is out and causing trouble and showing nobility who holds the true grasp of power. Whilst in the shadows another being rises to the challenge to seek revenge on those whom have wronged and slaughtered people that were caught up in the crossfire. For those who are trying to maintain their holding onto what cards in their possession from the deck of cards must tread lightly or risk everything being pulled out from beneath them in a blink of an eye. One's feelings must never ever get in the way of succession, not even for a brief moment to allow sappy feelings of love to bloom in the most unlikely of places.....or perhaps maybe it could??

On the border of a kingdom named Caradel in a deep and great forest a man could be seen running, being chased by a group of men wearing armor as arrows flew in the air. One striking true to its target striking the man in the shoulder nevertheless the man continued running. The man named Baranor, a young man who had orange eyes black hair and tanned skin with a slight scruffy beard was running for his life while thinking to himself. 'How did this happen?!' Baranor running out of air feeling exhausted, and the blood flowing from his shoulder running down his back mixing with his sweat, Baranor stared in front of him only to see a drop off nearly 100 meters in front of him. The men behind him also seemed to notice that Baranor was running out of time, as nearly every single one of them let out a grin, as they approached the edge Baranor slowed to a halt, as did the men behind him. "Give up prince! Just accept what's to come, after all the throne is no longer yours to inherit!" Said the man leading the soldiers "I will never! Not after what you did to my men, not after what he did to my father!" Baranor replied "Hmph! So be it, I offer you life just for you to accept death" The man stated "Life? Life! you offer me death now or later, do you really think i'd be stupid enough to hand over the throne after witnessing your coupe against my father!" Baranor replied "Hmm, it seems your unwilling even till the end, Very well, Archer's! Fire!" The man commanded Baranor was now stuck between a rock and a hard place either jump off the cliff to a seemingly doomed fate or accept the fate that the man in front of him was offering. As he thought what he should do he heard the command the man spouted feeling the stress of the situation and his adrenalin nearly running out he decided. He'd rather die by his own hands than give the man in front of him that satisfaction! As he thought this he immediately took a step back falling to his doom. The man not expecting this looked rather confused only for his face to twist into a grin. 'Finally! Good riddance my dear prince!' The man said as he looked as the boy fell through the tough branches of the trees below Baranor looking up at one of the men that betrayed him thought to himself 'Is this how i really die? Well what can i say, i tried, i gave it my all.......' As Baranor was accepting his fate he thought back on his life only to be filled with rage 'No! I refuse to accept this laying down! Quintin I will come for you! I will come for all those who dare raise their sword to their king! No matter what! even if i have to accept a deal from the devi-' that was the last thought Baranor had before he hit the ground When Baranor hit the ground he didn't even feel the pain, just the shock, as it traveled through his body as his eyes slowly blurred he built up all his will to not pass out 'I refuse! I have to keep moving!' Baranor thought as he turned his body over back up When Baranor was starting to lose hope he started to hear faint whispers as he looked at the direction the whispers came he saw a cave, almost as if the whispers were drawing him in he forced himself to crawl and keep crawling, no matter what Baranor refused to stop crawling. Finally when Baranor arrived to where he heard the faint whispers they became louder almost screaming in his head as he saw it, a ring, resting on what looked to be an ancient place holder for it. Baranor grabbed the ring and lay on his back as he gathered his strength and said "My Fate! Is my own!" As he slid the ring on his finger. -------------------- -Author here Just a quick disclaimer! This novel is heavily inspired by lord of the rings if you couldn't tell also it's because i only ever saw one other story on a ring.

In the world of Elka, every awakened mage is granted a Grimoire — a living magical book that records their spells, achievements, and evolution paths. Spells aren’t static. They grow. They branch. They transform. For most mages, spell evolution is a game of instinct and talent — cast more, train harder, get lucky. But Arin Ember isn’t like most mages. He’s not even from this world. Transmigrated from a dying, magicless planet where survival depended on science, Arin sees magic not as mystery, but as code. And he’s obsessed with one spell: Fireball. The weakest, most basic spell in existence — and the only one he’ll ever use. While others chase power through variety, Arin dives into obsessive specialization. He dissects Fireball like a physicist. He refines it like a chemist. And in his blank, silent Grimoire, he begins rebuilding it from the ground up — not just evolving it, but rewriting its magical genome. Because in Elka, every spell is built on a hidden structure: mana-sequence code, a chain of runes and elemental instructions like living DNA. It governs everything — from power output to elemental behavior to spell adaptability. And Arin? He’s the first person insane enough to treat it like genetic engineering. Through experimentation, failure, and relentless theory-crafting, he transforms his Fireball into: A self-replicating flame with controlled mitosis A plasma-based projectile that adapts to air density A sentient spark that learns mid-combat And a superheated core spell capable of atomizing magic barriers They call him talentless. They call him obsessed. But soon, may call him something else: The Father of Spell Genetics. The One-Spell Monster. The Fireball Architect.

Her name was Jophiel - after she was injured and she had two children with a human, a professor. A hidden offsprings that weren't meant to exist in the first place - Jophiel ran and hid but she couldn't escape her fate. She was killed and I was left to pick up the pieces. But I wasn't alone in this - I had my younger brother, Jake to take care of. My name's Will and I'm a part of secret FBI branch - the Supernatural Investigation Branch.

"We will be here for you...financially" In the fictional gray Ridge City in the equally depressing state of Silverton, a group journalists receive permission to report on a small bank branch during the post 9/11 recession. Bumbling manager Phillip Staunton struggles to keep morale afloat as his branch slowly sinks into the murky depths of late stage capitalism. Meanwhile, the bank's parent company: The Silverton Bank Association is hemorrhaging money and thousands are losing their jobs. Dragged into the inner workings of the financial system, Phillip must help his boss, Betty Lowery, introduce a make or break operation for the Silverton Bank Association. A new rebrand to pull the corporation out of the past and into the 21st century. Old money executives attempt to stop the rebrand to keep alive what has worked for decades. With riots on Stock Street, criminals and journalists in the workplace, the less than dynamic duo fight together but only to save themselves. In a system built on exploitation, abuse comes in many forms, and not all of them are financial.

Alex Vael, an avid gamer, dies while playing Outer God Descent, only to awaken in the real Sacred Domain — a world where strength, fate, and ancient arts decide everything. Born into the mighty Holy Trinity Clan, masters of Space, Time, and Fate, Alex’s branch family lives under constant pressure after his grandfather, a legendary cultivator, vanished mysteriously. But Alex harbors a secret: the forbidden power of Outer God Descent, granting him heaven-defying comprehension and battle potential. With rivals sharpening their blades and ancient factions plotting, Alex must defy destiny, master the Sacred Arts, and uncover the terrifying truth behind his bloodline.

Mahiru a Elite member of INTERNATIONAL GHOUL BURN UNIT(IGBU) branch Japan faced a tragic incident. A Former Anti-Ghoul member became the head of the GHOUL Clan to destroy the IGBU. In this world there is no Justice. Justice is just a banner used by powerful people. Mahiru faced tragic incidence in past also and promise himself to take revenge. In this journey he will become a ultimate superior. This Story Causes Extremely Violence, 18+ scenes. So make sure you are Prepare for it.

What happens if one day you got cancer and died, only to find out you have transmigrated to a different world. where people lived peacefully with beasts, or atleast the rich people did. There were various small and big magical creatures called Beasts. Theses monster could either be your friend or a mindless enemy. in terms of beasts vs humans, humans were still far behind. Which is why Beast tamers was the most respected stream, with it having multiple branches. Kurai Blackwood found himself in slums, alone and helpless in garbage dump. but he wasn't afraid. He used to be detective, and he also later became top crime and mystery novel author of the country. Even personally going to crime scenes for book Ideas. Was he afraid of this new life? not necessarily. but was he perfect? absolutely not. ____ In this people 1 beast tamers life was more important than 100 unawakened people. same was the society's state. Rich ruled the Cities, the alliance. while poor people like Kurai rot in slums. But he wasn't going to be a normal person. He wanted to become strong enough that no one can ever threaten him. which sounds impossible... but he had a major secret. he had a SSS ranked talent, Eye of the world. he could see any beast's info and 3 minimum evolution route. It only meant one thing, Even the destiny was supporting him. How could he be mediocre beast tamer and settle with wife and kids. No, he choose to be A proud Beast Tamer. Who only care about himself and his beasts. No woman can distract him, from his goal. ____ This is a original novel, not a translation. No romance, no harem. MC is a bit, just slightly anti hero. (I want to make him complete anti hero but I am not a good enough writer for that)